[Rue quoting her previous sentiment makes Wuvvy snort quietly in passing amusement, ears flicking slightly. It feels strange, surreal to touch upon something that was kinship between them.

She holds her hands together. Drawing her thumb across the opposing hand's knuckles.] It must feel like a stale threat, but, it still carries weight, if it ever need be. But, it won't, it will never come to be. [She offers that grace, best she can. She is jealous, yes. But Hob makes Rue happy.

Isn't that all that Wuvvy wants in the world? Rue to embrace themself, to find something genuine after pretending for so long...?]

I am, well enough. [The phrasing feels awkward in her mouth, like a stranger is speaking through her. She wrinkles her snout unhappily, before speaking again.] It has been two years since we last spoke.

[Wuvvy has drafted more letters than she cared to count. Embarrassing pleas, angry words, gentle sentiments made of honeyed words and promises- she burnt it all. Ash coating her fingers, raining down upon the wooden boards of her chambers floor.] Making due with the Court of Wonder as it tries to adjust. Theodore is asking me to come back with him. I am undecided.